Luyện nghe bài hát Bust The Facts

{"here's a story that must be told.."}
Ahh yes yes y'all, and you stop
{"here's a little that must be told.."}
listenin to the sounds, of the best mc, in the world..
Lil Ced!
{"go off, and go off.."}

verse1:I got a flyer in my hand, bambaataa with crush
The is packed, with johnny wa and rayvon
Lovely smellin sweet, with a lot of avon
jay by my side, charlie chase behind me
Flash and theodore, cuts that blind me
"catch a groove" is the rhythm, spinnin and forth
From the east and the valley, swingin up north
Towards the bronx, euceda park and webster
The speakers are pumpin, bass is thumpin
With the ultramega amp, keepin pep up,
From side to side, the double meters'll
They had some good mc's, a lot of them, they was
They no style no metaphor, no voice to speak
Melle mel had the rhymes, rankin with caz
moe tried to get down, but i made him sit down
With metaphor quickness, you bite and you bit this
and go turn, see the flame and go burn
To ashes to ashes, to dust
Seven years toy you still crusty crust
Your old are rust, very dirty and dusty
And your arms you're kickin power and musty
Get out of my way, and let the path roll
Let me run up the charts, freak a rhyme gold
you're listenin, i throw a buzz in your ear
the facts!

{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}

verse2:Now your partner around, dosey-dosey
Like musical chairs and ring around the
The party you pace see, kool with j.c.
The herculoids battle, the disco
Funky with breakbeats, the dj spins
For the l brothers, right in the scene
Mean gene was maxin, rockin rob to work
While the tables would turn, the old needles to jerk
With the drive, technics and b-1's
the orange light shinin, the red on d-1's
Direct drive and nova, i'm with g.l.o.b.e.
Mr. biggs and pow-wow, and superman
Pullin out that olde e, that funky 40 ounce
Ikey c cosmic, the bass bottom bounce
Red in the booth, the t-connection to mix
rabbit.. you know my style has trix
To go on, to the line, to the break of dawn
While i move up step, to the early morn
a hip-hop drink and some rhyme popcorn
Never smokin or sniffin or ever or riffin
Because it's time to more, and rhyme fantastic
Donald rock and whipper whip, neither rapper was
Back in the days, you had to be so
To stretch out a rhyme, and it double elastic
You new jack, step back and be wack
You know time it is boy, and every mic i smoke
the facts!

{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}

verse3:Later on at the club, while tom excel
I got a name for brain that surely rings a bell
Patti had the nice hands, swift with billy boy
Playin james records, you stupid you silly boy
Bongo rockin, hard the rhythm go
You and pass, busy bee give and go
To the aj scratch, a funky beat matched
With a two-second break, was hard to catch
Dst was mixin, slicin with his
the wheels, loopin rhymes, here we go
To the master faster, speed up and go
my jvc to mega power and blast the
Mario tape, yes the king
With the b-side the funky drums, no new jack
rappers with polka dots, were bound to get stuck
You had the zulus the nine crew, pushin your luck
The was maxin all scheamin to duck
You had the spades, plus the savage skulls
was over, neither crew is exist
They got a job and a wife, a woman to kiss
So on the rhymes kept rollin, straight up into
Eddie cheeba was sweet g, and back up to
And freaker islam, the great love squids
Spinnin beats, can you check it, you dig
Lil Ced out smokin, my are hot
the facts!

{"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}
{"yes yes y'all.."} {"innovative.."}
{"let's rock, get bigger.."}